Carlos Varela cuchilla en la acera

They put the knife to his neck
and then they took off his clothes,
the passers-by who saw him
turned their faces and kept their mouths shut.
And although he didn't They found money,
they left it lying on the road,
and despite the blood, the screams and God
the police never arrived.
What is happening my love
/>that the city is no longer the same.
What is happening my love
that the city is no longer the same as yesterday.
They will put the knife to your neck
and then they will take off your clothes,
passersby who see you will turn their faces at you and keep their mouths shut,
they will keep their mouths shut mouth.
And even if they no longer find money,
they will leave you lying on the road,
and despite the blood, the screams and God
the police will not arrive .
What is happening my love
that the city is no longer the same.
What is happening my love
that the city is no longer the same as yesterday .